Tonight was open house at Brendan's school. I went and enjoyed meeting his teacher. He always thinks I know everyone he does and asks if I know various teachers and others at his school. I'll tell him that I don't, and he doesn't get it. So tonight before we went into the building, I told him I'd get to know some of the people he asked me about. He was so excited and would say, "This is Ms. Whatever. Now do you know her?" with everyone he saw in the hall. He will expect me to remember them after hearing their names one time. He can do that, but I don't have his freakishly good memory that is a by-product of Asperger's. If he ever meets anyone, he remembers them. So I'll just say yes that I remember them when he asks next time.
He's spending the night with me Saturday and asked how long it was until then. He was ready to come home with me tonight, which makes me feel good. I'm glad he feels that way.
His teacher seems nice and is doing a good job. He's doing better this year, and we're so happy with this school. I talked with the principal for a while. I've met her several times during meetings and like her. The principal sets the tone for a school, and she is great!
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